A Story for Wednesday

 

 

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Ed. note: something completely different…a conversation between two goddesses. Popped into my head last week. Hope you enjoy. 

 Gaia couldn’t remember the last time she’d really felt well. Parts of her had turned brown, and the vines that flowed from her crown as hair would on a mortal were limp and yellowed. The cough triggered by the lingering stench of human-made pollution wouldn’t really go away. She closed her eyes, willing, visualizing some new growth, some fresh green somewhere, even on a toe. 

The click of stiletto heels crossing the floor announced the arrival of Kali. Without a word, she slipped a hand beneath Gaia’s shoulder and supported her as she rose into a sitting position. Tug this pillow, straighten the edge of the comforter with the other hand. Guided Gaia into a reclining position against the freshly adjusted cushions. “Comfy?”

“Yes, thanks.” 

Kali’s straight raven hair brushed against Gaia’s face as she pressed a sisterly kiss onto her forehead. “Let me get you something to drink,” she said as she pulled a dark green bottle and a chalice crafted from silver and an enemy’s skull out of her black tote bag.

 Gaia inhaled, then froze as the skull stared at her.

 Kali poured some of the contents into the chalice. “Here.  It’s vegan. Lots of antioxidants.”

Gaia raised her eyebrows at the chalice’s appearance. “Um…”

Kali turned the face of the skull away from her. “The chalice is reusable. Just have to get in there with a brush to scrub out the crevices.”

Gaia still hesitated.

After an awkward pause, Kali admonished her, “Honey, just drink it. A blend of juices from black plums, black and red grapes, and pomegranates. Plenty of antioxidants to help you heal. No enemy’s blood.”

Gaia sipped, then smiled. “This is really tasty. Thanks, Kali.”

“How are you feeling, Gaia? Really?”

“Tired, mostly, but angry and sad as well.”

Kali pulled out a second skull chalice and poured herself a drink. “You’re a lot calmer than I’ve been about how they used and abused you. I was in touch with Hecate. We planned to open a can of whoopass on them, but there was no need to do so after the last reactor incident and the virus.”

Gaia began coughing. Kali raised her to a sitting position and held on to her as the tremors ripped through her body, triggering tsunamis, causing mountain ranges to tumble into dust.

She fell back against the pillows, then looked down at her body, new rivers streaming from her eyes. “This didn’t have to be.”

“No, but you get greedy mortals who willfully disconnected from you and sold you out for the almighty buck and everyone suffers. Suffered.”

“Suffered.” More tears slipped from Gaia’s eyes.

Kali gently dabbed the tears away. “But you know the sad part? Hecate didn’t have to lift a finger. Nor did Ma’at. She’ll take care of them in the afterlife. And I didn’t have to take any action, either.”

“I know. I never wanted you to.” Gaia covered Kali’s hand with hers.

Sighing in resignation, Kali said, “We didn’t have to. They did it all to themselves.”

 

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